Paragus peacefully rests right upon the cleaner engawa and strokes his hoar beard slowly, closing his aged eyes calmly and sipping a tea from his mug. The elderly Saiyan places his hand on his lower back weakly.

"Finally, a nice and calm morning this week for once, this silence is a blessing to my old ears. I should be enjoying this peaceful time properly. An elderly Saiyan deserves some rest after all!"